This weekend was so full of ups and downs, I felt like I was on a teeter totter!
I ran out of my meds a couple of weeks ago. I don’t know why. I would have thought the script would have covered me until my next visit, but that’s not the case. Either the doctor or the pharmacy screwed something up. I called my Dr. last week to get a new script called in, but she hasn’t managed to do that yet. (I just called and it’s been approved by the Dr. but not called in yet. Grrr.)
So, being unmedicated has my moods swinging and if it goes much longer, I’ll either need a new job or a new husband.
It isn’t that it makes me irrational, it just brings up the things that I’ve tamped down.
Over the weekend I had both some great together time with the Husband and a stupid fight. Complete with yelling and throwing things by yours truly. The argument was more about his madness than mine, but normally, I over look it and kind of zone out. The problem is his, not mine. His constant negativity is killing me. He’s taken to complaining about Monday’s work on Friday at 5pm now. He’s done it twice just as soon as I come in the door on Friday. I don’t understand it. I hate Monday’s, too, but I don’t usually get down on them until Sunday night.
But Sunday was a nice day. Pretty and full of exercise. I was exhausted last night while working on my art journal, but as soon as I put my head down, I just kept a steady stream of horrible thoughts going. The last time I looked at the clock it was 3:30 am and I decided I would work from home so I wouldn’t have to worry about driving while so tired. And I also wouldn’t have to worry about my tired-trigger making me lose my job.
Speaking of the Art Journal, I’m enjoying it. I’m trying to use little bits and pieces of time to add to it. Like when I’ve been away all day, I usually drop my coat and shoes near my craft table, so I will spend a few minutes doing things. Last night I spent all my TV time cutting out shapes to use as masks and templates. I’m still tending to use her examples, but I think I’ll branch out soon. It feels good to get back into the creative swing of things.
Well, I’m starving, so I’m off for lunch.